The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Ever since Xie Lin left, Meng Xuanhe rarely stayed in the princess's mansion.

On weekdays, she either goes to Chenxiangji to work or helps out at Zuixianju with Yan Liujing. Occasionally, she changes into men's clothes and listens to storytellers telling stories in the teahouse.

Because she often came to the teahouse, the owners of the teahouse became familiar with her.

"Hey, Mr. Wei, you're here again." The teahouse owner was greeting her warmly.

"It's still the same." Meng Xuanhe nodded slightly, and the shopkeeper brought a few pots of sake and side dishes as usual.

She was bored, holding the peanuts in her hand, and throwing them into her mouth while listening to the story, feeling so carefree.

The teahouse is bustling with people, in the middle of a busy city.

But Meng Xuanhe can find a quiet place for his soul in this bustling city.

Outside the window, on the red wall eaves shaded by ancient trees, hangs exquisite fiery red lanterns. Although not lit in the afternoon, it still emits a dark red glow.

Meng Xuanhe was enjoying the leisure of the afternoon, feeling peaceful and contented in his heart.

I don’t know whether I was forcing myself to be busy or I had already prepared myself mentally.

She was only sad for two or three days about Xie Lin's departure, and then she put her lost feelings aside and turned to the business of making money.

On the other side, Xie Lin and Li Chuan had already arrived in Wuxiang.

Wuxiang is a rich area located between the two countries. For hundreds of years, it has been independent of the two countries, ignoring worldly affairs and not getting involved in the war between the two countries.

I think it was because Li Chuan had a secret crush on Xie Lin that he tied the entire Wuxiang and Beiliang together.

A light breeze passed across the surface of the lake, and Lichuan's gauze clothes were soaked in the breeze, and the gauze belt moved slightly in the wind.

Her graceful figure was covered under the blue mist skirt, and her fair skin was faintly visible.

Sitting on the small boat with Xie Lin, Tan Lang and Xie Nu were a match made in heaven.

The two of them blended into this picturesque scenery. Although there was no charming atmosphere, the girl's shy blushing face added a bit of affection.

Li Chuan was at the helm in front, the boat drifted into the space between hidden peaks, his crystal eyes were filled with gentle smiles, and his blue clothes danced gracefully.

But it was this misty blue dress that made Xie Lin very unhappy.

I don’t know whether Li Chuan did it intentionally or unintentionally, but the clothes he wore today looked very similar to the ones Meng Xuanhe wore when he left.

In a trance, he seemed to see through Lichuan and see the sad girl in the moonlight again.

Li Chuan saw Xie Lin staring at him intently, his face full of pride, and he lowered his head shyly.

Seeing Li Chuan's expression, Xie Lin came back to his senses and realized that he was thinking of Meng Xuanhe again. A sense of irritation rose in his heart for no reason.

"Wu Xian is in front." Li Chuan smiled softly and pointed his finger towards the distant clouds.

It was a mysterious place, with a cool breeze blowing. Strangely, even though it was the Grain in Ear season, there was no dryness at all. Clear streams gurgled, and waterfalls fell gently, as transparent as silk.

The curling smoke makes it look like a fairyland.

It is totally different from what most people imagine Wuxian to be. They originally thought that Wuxian should be mysterious and exotic. But unexpectedly, it is like the Peach Blossom Spring that is isolated from the world, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Li Chuan parked the boat on the shore and took Xie Lin to this fairyland.

Seeing the goddess return, the three elders of the Wuxiang tribe all came forward.

Each member of the Wuxiang tribe has an extraordinary appearance, but their clothing is generally plain and elegant, with minimalist dresses and robes. They are so low-key that they seem to be nothing like the legendary Wuxiang tribe.

The three elders saw that Li Chuan had brought a man with him. The man was handsome, noble and calm, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

They couldn't help but be shocked: "Goddess, how could you bring outsiders to Wuxiang?"

The Wuxiang tribe kept a low profile and never participated in the affairs of the outside world. No one had ever been able to find the entrance to the Wuxiang tribe. Li Chuan rashly brought Xie Lin here, which shocked and angered the three elders.

"Third Elder, I found the lost golden and silver butterfly Gu. It was originally stolen by the eldest princess of Nanmeng and used on this young master."

The three elders had always been kind to her, but now she was being questioned so harshly as soon as she came back. Li Chuan bit her lip lightly, with a hint of grievance in her eyes.

"It was actually the Nanmeng Kingdom's doing." The second elder on the side spoke up, his anger barely concealed in his tone.

"Li Chuan brought this young man back to remove the poison. Although the goddess' jade pendant has an antidote that can suppress the golden and silver butterfly poison, it is not complete. If I want to completely remove it, I can only bring the young man back to Wuxiang. I hope the elder will forgive me." Li Chuan lowered his eyes and explained.

The elder, who had been calm and composed all the time, spoke up: "Goddess, please take this young man to Beiying Hall."

Beiyingtang is the most confidential place of Wuxiang. Only there can one find the real antidote to the golden and silver butterfly Gu.

"Xie Lin, come with me to remove the poison."

Li Chuan was delighted to see that the Great Elder did not blame her, and she actually went straight to hold Xie Lin's hand.

He took a step back calmly, Li Chuan's hand fell empty, and he stood there stiffly. Then she laughed awkwardly and led the way.

"Your Gu has not been cured. Although you have woken up, the poison still remains."

Perhaps the atmosphere just now was too awkward, so Li Chuan changed the subject.

Xie Lin followed behind Li Chuan, his eyes dark and dark, like a flash of light in the cold night, and then disappeared in a flash.

Was it because of the poison that he could not stop thinking about Meng Xuan?

Li Chuan brought Xie Lin to a mysterious hall in an exotic place. The wall of the hall was engraved with the mark of the Wuxiang tribe, staring at the center of the casting platform.

She took out the antidote for the golden and silver butterfly Gu from the secret compartment, and then she walked towards the man standing on the casting platform.

The process of removing the poison is tedious and complicated. It is more like some kind of sacrifice than removing the poison.

After all, the golden and silver butterfly Gu is so overbearing that it can make anyone submit to it. No wonder it is regarded as a forbidden technique of Wu Xian and guarded for generations to prevent it from being released.

The detoxification process lasted a whole day. When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the land of the Wuxiang tribe, Li Chuan collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion.

Xie Lin's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened in an instant, and a chill seeped out from his gloomy look, making him seem even more cold and cruel than before.

Obviously, the cold, arrogant, and crazy man who is above everyone else in the plot did not really appear until this moment.

Because of his extremely unfortunate upbringing, Xie Lin's psychology is extremely distorted. He killed his father and usurped the throne, is paranoid and crazy, and regards life as nothing. It is not an exaggeration to use all the dark words in the world to describe him.

Fortunately, he met his destined heroine, Li Chuan.

Day after day of tenderness and companionship pulled him out from the edge of the abyss.

After Xie Lin opened his eyes, he slowly glanced at Li Chuan, who had a look of surprise on his face, and his heart was calm.

The four months spent with Meng Xuanhe also disappeared into the dust as the golden and silver butterfly Gu was lifted, and the memories became increasingly vague.

It was as if I had just had a long dream, and I only vaguely remembered Meng Xuan’s vicious words on the night we first met.

She used the golden and silver butterfly Gu on herself and imprisoned herself in the princess's mansion.

He came when called and left when dismissed. He served her like an obedient dog and paid for her bad taste.

All the torture and humiliation, and the dark abyss of blindness, are inseparable from Meng Xuan and these three words.

From the moment Xie Lin woke up, Meng Xuanhe was just the evil woman who tortured and humiliated him, and Xie Lin was just a vicious boy who wanted to take her life for revenge.

The plot completely returns to normal at this moment. All the butterfly effects that happened before are buried deep underground. Perhaps one day they will take root and sprout, sweeping up an irreversible storm.

Xie Lin looked up at the endless night sky and the bright moon in the sky.

It happened that Meng Xuanhe was also leaning back in the pavilion of the princess's mansion to look at the stars.

The two of them seemed to be looking back from afar through the same sky.